Jag doubted it; in fact, he was feeling fairly wired. But the thought of being in bed with Val, out of this bloody tux, was more than a little welcome. "Grab your tea and let's head up to bed?" he offered, setting the box down on the kitchen counter.
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Date: 2016-01-02 04:41 pm (UTC)